May 2012
1 post
A Child Named Mystery
I guess for most of my life I’ve considered myself a dreamer. For a a long time I think that it was something that I tried to hide and I could never really tell you why I did so, but only that I thought I had to. You see, whenever an opportunity seemed to present itself after a longstanding tradition of effortlessly progressing through difficulty, I failed to act. Not out of fear or...
